Chapter 8
Rod's fingers danced sprightly over his wife's pussy, then he held the long lips of her cunt between his fingers and stretched them out as far as they would go, tickled her clit lightly with the tip of his finger and held two fingers close together and pumped them in and out of her drizzling snatch. He didn't let matters progress too quickly so he could prolong her pleasure, let it evolve at a gradual pace, even though the longer he played in her pussy, the harder and more eager his cock became.
Mary ooohed and aaahed and cooed and sighed and squirmed happily. "Lick me, darling," she moaned, "oh, please, baby, put your tongue in my slit and lick me good!"
"I thought you wanted me to play with your pussy," he teased.
"Oh, baby, it feels so fucking good, but I need your tongue in me."
"You're pretty hot, huh?"
"My pussy is on fire," she whimpered.
"And you think my tongue is a fire extinguisher?"
"No, it'll make me hotter," she wailed, "but I want you to go down on me! Fuck me with your tongue! Lick my clit! I need it so badly, baby! Lick my pussy, baby! Lick it good!"
"Well, it's your pussy, so I guess you know better than I do what you want."
He stretched out on his belly between her legs and teased her hot twat with the tip of his tongue, and her body undulated and tossed tumultuously. Just the light, teasing touches of his tongue were nearly enough to push her over the brink of ecstasy.
He knew just how to turn her on with his tongue. She liked for him to slid his tongue slowly up and down her slit for a little while, gradually increasing the tempo, and when his tongue finally settled on her clit and moved at top speed, her pussy would explode and she would fill his mouth with her savory juice.
Tonight, however, she was too much on edge to endure his usual pleasurable dalliance. "Faster," she gasped. "Lick faster, baby. Oh, darling, I need to cum! Lick my clit, baby, and make me cum!"
He put his tongue on top of her quivering clit and vibrated it rapidly.
The faster he licked, the more carried away she became. "Oh, baby, I love your tongue," she whimpered. She threw her legs over his shoulders and literally threw her cunt at his mouth.
He put his left hand under the cheeks of her ass and tickled her ass-hole with the tip of one finger and put two fingers of his right hand in her slick honey hole and finger-fucked as fast as he was licking her clit.
"Ahhh, darling, that's wonderful," she panted. "I'm about ready to give you my juice, darling! God, I'm going to squirt your mouth full and drown you with it!"
He'd heard about women who could squirt when they came, but his wife was the only one he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing personally. He caressed her buttocks and toyed with her ass-hole and finger-fucked her and tore relentlessly into her torrid box with his flashing tongue.
"Oh, darling, I love the way you lick my clit," she moaned, her body bouncing up and down so turbulently, she made the bed rattle. "Oh, baby, you're getting me so good! Stick your finger in my ass-hole, baby, finger-fuck both holes and lick my clit!"
She had never before asked him to put his finger, or anything else, in her ass! He didn't know what had turned her on so fiercely, but he wanted to find out so he could repeat it later. He wormed his finger into her tight little ass-hole and did his best to finger both holes as he licked her clit as fast as he could, pushing her closer and closer to the moment of orgasmic triumph, eagerly awaiting the moment her passionate juice shot out of her flaming cunt so he lick up every drop.
She gasped and grunted and tossed and twisted wildly and humped between his fingers. "I'm just about there, baby. You're really getting me, baby. Oh, darling, I'm burning all over. Wiggle your finger in my ass-hole and lick my clit faster, baby!. Oh, yes, I'm there, baby! Oh, baby, I'm cumming!"
She didn't have to tell him, her agitated movements announced the arrival of her climax quite clearly. He flicked his tongue up and down her gushing gash, eagerly licking up the fruits of her orgasm, and keeping her fiery clit titillated so her climax wouldn't end before she experienced the optimum enjoyment.
Her body movements became less frantic, then slowed to a few twitches, punctuated by her deep sighs.
He kissed her cunt tenderly and lifted his head. "Delightful," he chuckled.
"It was fantastic, darling," she said. She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at him. "Do you know what Betty told me the other day?"
"Now don't you start that again," he warned.
"Oh, I'm not trying to start another fight," she assured him. "It's just that, well, while you were licking my pussy, I suddenly had a strong mental image of you doing the same thing to Betty. Then my thoughts got all mixed up and I became her and she became me and, well, I don't know how to describe it, but I started cumming harder than I can remember."
"I think you lost me somewhere around the first sharp turn," he chuckled.
"Well, it all fits together. Betty said that for years, Howard fucked everything that doesn't have a poisonous bite. She had a couple of affairs of her own, but she felt too guilty to enjoy them, so she talked Howard into going to a swap meet."
He waited, and when she didn't continue, he said, "Well, is that the whole story?"
"Yeah, that got your attention," she teased. "No, that isn't the end of the story. Howard wasn't too keen on the swinging idea, but Betty threatened to divorce him if he kept screwing around behind her back, so he gave in. They've been swinging for a couple years now, so I guess if you really wanted to, you could fuck her."
He wasn't about to fall into that trap, but she'd needled him earlier, and now it was her turn. "Was Betty naked?"
"Of course, silly! She was lying on her back with her legs spread and you had your head between her legs and she was squeezing her tits and pulling her nipples and moaning and I could actually hear you slurping while you licked her pussy. I couldn't believe how real it seemed."
"How did her tits look? I know they're big, but are they pretty like yours?"
"Well, they looked just like mine," she mused.
She grinned and bumped his chin with her pubic mound. "Oh, you! How would I know if her tits are pretty?"
"You've seen her naked, haven't you?" He rubbed his chin through her pubic hair. "Does she have as much pussy hair as you do?"
"Yes, I've seen her naked, but why do you think I checked her out? I'm not interested in women."
"What are you interested in? Does your story have a hidden purpose, like maybe you want to try swinging?"
"No, I don't want to try swinging. I could probably let another man fuck me, but there's no way I could stand the thought of you fucking another woman."
"Well, that's pretty one-sided."
"I know, but that's just the way I am, baby." She bumped his chin with her mound again. "Suck me off again, only this time, alternate fucking me with your tongue and licking my clit."
"You're greedy tonight. I might even say you come close to being oversexed."
"Well, you want an oversexed woman, so here I am, ready, willing and able to fill the bill."
He looked down at her plump mound, at the pussy dew and saliva still glistening in the thick curls, then covered her long gash with his mouth and thrust the tip of his tongue into her honey pot. He extended his tongue as far as it would go, pushed it deep into her tight channel and licked the slick walls.
"Ahhh, yes, baby, that's the way. Fuck me with your tongue."
He pumped his tongue in and out of her sopping hole several times, withdrew it and sucked hard, then fucked her with it again.
She humped her ass and wiggled her hips in gratitude. "Good," she murmured, "so fucking good."
He flattened his tongue and dragged it slowly up her humid slit.
She shivered and goose bumps popped out all over her body when his tongue passed over her erect clit. She reached into her crotch with both hands and peeled her cunt lips wide apart. "Lick my clit," she implored breathless.
He manipulated her sensitive love button tenderly with his soft tongue, starting slowly and increasing the tempo as her hips twisted and her ass bounced up and down on the bed. He loved to lick her. She showed her appreciation so openly and always went off like a Roman candle.
"I really love the way you use your tongue, lover," she whispered passionately. "I think cumming on your tongue is my favorite way to get off. Lick me good, baby, I'm almost there and I'm going to cum so good for you!" He held her clit with soft, tender lips and licked faster. The movement of her hips and ass became more graphic, more frantic, then she squealed and flopped onto her back as a powerful orgasm washed over her.
He put his lower lip below her hole, her warm, savory juice spurted into his mouth, and he accepted every drop with the utmost delight.
Licking his wife to orgasm twice had turned his prick into a frantically pulsating hunk of painful flesh, and the profound urgency to relieve the pressure consumed his mind. He rose to his knees and thrust his hips forward, and his stiff prick stuck out over her belly. "Just look at this thing," he said. "It's about to burst."
"It's absolutely beautiful, darling." She wrapped her right fist around the rigid pole and stroked it gently. "It's so long and thick and hot and hard. I like to play with it." She sat up and kissed the tip.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Hmmm, maybe take it in my mouth. Would you like that? Do you want me to suck you off?" Her tongue flicked out and curled around the knob.
"Whatever you want, baby," he replied. "You do everything so well."